Tamer_King of Dinosaurs 2

by Michael-Scott Earle

  Trel, Kacerie, and Galmine were actually outside of the gate working on cutting sinew from a pile of corpses by the door. Trel had been super smart, and just dragged the corpses over so that the women could process them right by the entrance to our fort. If they saw danger, they could duck inside the door.

  The three of them looked up as soon as Bob emerged from the clearing, and I saw Kacerie turn and dash into the fort. I guessed that she hadn’t seen me on top of the giant parasaur.

  “Trel! Galmine! Kacerie!” I waved as I dashed through the clearing. Bob seemed to sense my excitement, and the big boy let out a few low toots that sounded like he was blowing raspberries into a trombone while pulling on the slide.

  “What is that?” Trel asked as she stood up from her work.

  “This is Bob!” I said proudly. “He’s Hope’s new friend!”

  Trel’s pretty mouth was opened with surprise, and she craned her head to look up at me.

  “Wow,” Galmine said. “Victor, he is amazing! I am so proud of you for taming him! He will really help us build quicker. It looks very safe up on top of his back.”

  “Yeah it is, but we are going to need to build a bigger saddle, and a bigger door, and probably a bigger fort, but we already planned on that last one.”

  “Yeeeaaaappp,” Trel sighed as she looked up and down the large dinosaur. “Did you have to get one this large?”

  “Of course!” I said. “Go big or go home. That’s what they say.”

  “Who says that?” Trel huffed. “This isn’t efficient at all! Even if I build a door, he’ll take up every square inch Hope and the hut don’t occupy!”

  “Then you’ll have to fix it,” I said as I smiled down at her.

  “But you want me to build platforms, and I have to help with baskets, and then we need to cut down trees, and--”

  “Hey, Trel,” I interrupted her and held my hand down. “Come climb up here.”

  “What? On that thing? No. Thank. You. I was just beginning to tolerate Hope’s smell and oafish demeanor.”

  “Come on,” I said as I beckoned with my fingers. “You’ll like this.”

  “Like what?” she asked with a sour expression on her face.

  “Just climb up here and sit behind me!”

  “Fine!” Trel stepped toward Bob as I thought of him crouching down so she could climb easier. He followed my wishes, and the spider-woman skittered up his legs before she stood behind me.

  “Kneel down,” I said.

  “The ridge on his back is uncomfortable,” she hissed.

  “Just kneel like me. You’ll need to make a padded saddle that can account for the spine.”

  “Ugh. He smells worse than Hope.” Trel’s shapely human legs coiled underneath her hips, and I gestured for her to wrap her arms around my stomach. She didn’t squeeze me very hard, but as soon as I ordered Bob to push forward, Trel let out a small gasp and grabbed me tightly.

  I steered him around the walls of the fort and then toward the spot on the south side where I had saved Kacerie a few days ago. I didn’t put much speed down because of all the corpses, but as soon as I made it to the redwood tree line, I told Bob to go a bit faster, and we plunged into the canopy like a speeding monster truck.

  “Yeeeeeeee!” Trel howled when the parasaur picked up more speed and dipped his head down. I let out a light laugh and then twisted him around the base of a big redwood before pointing him toward the small river where we got our water. We made it to the massive hollowed out tree in only a handful of seconds, but I thought Bob was too big to fit inside without freaking out Trel, so I just ran parallel to it until we reached the river.

  “The riv--” she started to shout as soon as we reached it, but I only slowed Bob down a little, and he plowed through the water like a bulldozer. Massive waves sprang up on each side of his thick torso, and Trel let out a shriek as she pushed her face into my back. The water just misted over us though, and we hit the other side without slowing down much.

  Bob let out a happy sounding toot as soon as we reached the other side of the river, and he gave a little wiggle to throw some of the water off his legs. The movement wasn’t enough to upset our seats, but Trel still gasped while her spider legs all braced down on his back so that he wouldn’t throw us.

  “Cool, huh?” I asked as I slowed him down. “I feel invincible up here.”

  “It is terrifying!” Trel hissed. “Please let me get down.”

  “Naw,” I laughed. “I can’t let you down here. For one, it’s too dangerous. Also, you don’t like it yet. We need to keep going until you are laughing.”

  “Victor, I am not going to enjoy--” she started to say, but the words caught in her mouth when I ordered Bob to start sprinting again.

  I ran the parasaur around the river until it wrapped all the way around the north side of the valley. I found the spot where we usually crossed to get to the lake, and then we forded the water with another magnificent splash. Trel screeched again when we did this, but she didn’t push her face into my back.

  I tore up the slope of the north hill and then picked a path up near the crest. I didn’t want to get all the way up for fear of potential enemies being able to see us, but I felt safe enough staying on the sloped side that faced our small valley. I made Bob stop up close to the top, and I pointed out toward where the clearing to our camp was.

  “This is our territory. Pretty cool, huh?”

  “Yeah,” Trel agreed. “I will admit this is a good view.”

  “Will you also admit that you like riding on Bob’s back?” I turned my head so I could smirk at her.

  “Hmmmm.” Our faces were a few inches apart, and her dark eyes stared into mine. “It is not as bad as it first was, but there is another male I would prefer to be riding.”

  “As soon as we get back,” I said. Then I kissed her softly and found her mouth eager for mine.

  “You have been putting me off,” she whispered after our lips parted. “I have never been so frustrated. You frustrated me the moment I met you.”

  “Really?” I asked.

  “Yes,” she said. “I found you attractive, of course, but you weren’t taking any of my hints.”

  “Uhh. Hints? You were really mean to me.”

  “Yes, but you should have realized that was because I wanted you. Ugh. Yes, I’m sorry I was mean to you, but it’s kind of your fault.”

  “Let’s put it behind us,” I said. “Can you make a saddle for Bob? I’d also like to tame a few more of these so we can each ride one.”

  “I can make one, of course,” Trel said. “But I still have to do the platforms, and we will need to hurry with the new wall so that we have space. If you want a dinosaur pet for each of us, we should push the wall out even more. Perhaps we need two acres.”

  “It will be too much,” I said. “We still need more people, and--” as I spoke, I saw a pillar of light descend on the other side of the hill to our north. It was a pale orange color, but I couldn’t really tell how far away it was without cresting the hill. Normally, the pillars seemed to appear in groups, but I didn’t see any others descend from the sky.

  “Hmmm,” I said as I turned Bob around so that we faced the light.

  “It looks far away,” Trel said. “We shouldn’t bother, let’s go back to the camp. You promised me that we’d have our time together. I will stop ovulating the day after tomorrow.”

  “Yeah,” I said as I smiled again at the dark-haired beauty. There was too much to do. I might be able to make it to this new arrival on the back of Bob quickly, but it also could take me a lot of time, and I’d promised Trel that we would become lovers.

  I felt like I was being pulled in a thousand different directions, but I needed to focus on taking care of my own women before I worried about anyone else.

  “Let’s head back,” I said as I turned Bob back around so he pointed down the slope.

  Trel gasped in my ear when I kicked him forward, but it sounded more like a gasp of enjoyment than o
ne of terror.

  The big parasaur made it back to the camp in only a few minutes, and I found Galmine, Kacerie, and Sheela at work tearing more sinew out. The basket we had used to collect the parts was almost full, and I felt a bit of excitement when I thought about all the cool uses we would have for the cordage.

  “Did you enjoy your ride?” Galmine asked when I pulled Bob up to them and let Trel off.

  “It was terrible, but I’ll improve it with a better saddle.” Trel smirked at me when I climbed down Bob’s back, and she held her hand out to me when I finally got to the ground.

  “Have you seen any scavengers?” I asked them as I gestured to the bodies in the clearing.

  “There have been a few on the side of the--” Kacerie started to say, but Trel cleared her throat violently.

  “Poor Victor, all he can think about is working. Hey, male. I have a job for you. It is very important, and you are the only one here that can do it. Let’s go into the hut.”

  “Yeah, sorry for the delay.” I smiled at the group of women and let Trel pull me toward the door. “Get as much sinew as you can! Try to clear the bodies so that they aren’t near the walls! Be careful with Bob and Ho--”

  “They aren’t idiots!” Trel interrupted me. “They can figure it out. I have a more important task for you.”

  “Sorry. Hard for me to let go.”

  “I know,” Trel said as she gave me a fanged smile. “That is why I like you. You never quit working. I hope you know I’ve never respected or cared for another male as much as I care and respect you, Victor.”

  “I know,” I whispered as we walked into the hut. “You aren’t even going to feed me to our offspring when we are done. I guess that’s a win for me.”

  “Yessss,” she hissed as her mouth came up to kiss mine. I felt the fangs on her teeth, but I felt the presence of her aggressive tongue more.

  The air inside the hut was warm and slightly smoky from the fire we kept burning all the time. As I kissed Trel, I felt Jinx rub the back of my legs, and I gave him the command to exit the hut and hang out with Galmine. He left with a happy squawk, but Trel didn’t seem to notice. Or at least, she didn’t stop kissing me.

  “I need you,” she whispered when our mouths parted. Her fingers were at my khaki shirt buttons, and my hands were cupping her wonderful ass. Her silk boyshorts were really tight around her butt and hips, and she had to wiggle out of them when I pulled them down with my thumbs.

  She got my long sleeved shirt off and then passed it over her shoulder to one of her spider legs. The black limb caught it and then carefully set it on the ground while her fingers moved to pull up my undershirt. My fingers were now tracing circles around her bare hips, and I walked them up to the tight silk tube top that covered her magnificent breasts. I had to raise my hands when she pulled my undershirt off, but then she raised hers when I pulled off her tube top.

  My pants were still on, but we kissed again, and I enjoyed the sensation of her bare torso against mine. I had spent the last month gawking at her breasts and nipples through her thin dress, and the feeling of them sliding against my skin was making my head spin like one of those tea-cup style rides.

  Her claw-fingers reached down to my belt and unbuckled it with an expert movement. She went to pull down my pants, but my shoes were still on, and we each let out some light laughter when I almost fell over. I soon had my boots, socks, pants, and underwear off. Then we were back in each other’s arms, and her legs were wrapped around my hips.

  Then Trel-Idil-Iria and I became lovers.

  My experience with Galmine had been wonderful. The gray-skinned woman was passionate, and we enjoyed each other with slow, sensual movements broken up by explorative kisses. She couldn’t move that fast, so our bouts of love-making consisted of me sliding deep into her while we rubbed against each other. It had been great, calming, and I’d felt almost like our spirits were joined when our bodies were.

  Trel fucked me like she was on a mission. We started up standing, and her spider legs supported her while her human legs wrapped around me. That position gave me too much control though, and she ended up pushing me to the ground so that she could just straddle me cow-girl style. She pushed the palms of her black hands into my shoulders and then ground her hips into me with a frantic intensity.

  Trel was in complete control of the situation. She bent her head down, hissed with pleasure, and worked me over like she was trying to get her forty minutes of cardio done in five.

  Eventually, her hisses of pleasure turned into moans, and our bodies thrashed together as we both reached a climax. She was actually out of breath afterward, and the beautiful woman lay against my chest as she traced her pointed finger through the beard on my chin.

  “Don’t move,” she whispered as she stood from me, anchored herself on her spider legs, and then flipped herself over so that she hung upside down.

  “What are you doing?” I asked as I stared at her naked body.

  “Ensuring all of your seed reaches my womb,” she whispered as her long obsidian hair pooled on my bare chest. “This is our first round. You will enjoy the next one even more.”

  “It was great, but I’m not so sure I can go for another fifteen--”

  “Nonsense, you are still hard,” Trel said as her hungry eyes turned to my naked body.

  “It doesn’t quite work that way, Trel. I have to--”

  “You just have to lie there and relax, Victor. Don’t over think this. You were made to inseminate me. It is our purpose to produce a wonderful brood of offspring.”

  “Okay,” I said with a light laugh. I still doubted that Trel and I could make babies, but I definitely didn’t mind trying with her over, and over, and over again.

  “So far, you have been more enjoyable than my previous two mates,” she whispered as she reached down to touch my penis. For half a moment, I thought her pointed fingers would accidentally rip or tear the sensitive skin there, but her hands were very smooth, and I was soon ready to fuck her again.

  I lost track of time, but I kept count of how many times I filled the beautiful woman with my sperm: six. Each time after the first I didn’t think I’d be able to go another round, but Trel used either her hands, her mouth, or a combination of the two to get me rock-hard again. We tried a variety of positions, but her spider-legs made traditional missionary a little difficult. She was able to use her spider-legs to elevate herself on her back so I could penetrate her while I stood, so it was a bit like missionary. Our last round was reverse cowgirl, and I thought that there would have been no way I could have ejaculated any sperm, but she pushed the edges of her fingers into the base of my testicles and massaged something there that brought me over the edge. It was one of the most intense orgasms I’d experienced in my short life, and I had to bite my arm so that I didn’t scream. I’d somehow made more sperm, and she moaned with delight when I filled her once more.

  “Goooooood,” she panted after we came down from our passion. “I am very happy with you, Victor.”

  “Uhhh, thanks,” I panted as I tried to stop the ceiling of the hut from rotating around me. “You were great too. Uhhh. Amazing actually. The room is spinning.”

  “Of course I am great. I’m Trel-Idil-Iria.” She stood from me, and I gasped as I slid out of her. “But we were talking about you. You were wonderful. I am very pleased.”

  Trel used her spider legs to rotate herself upside down, and she walked over so that her face hung above mine. We kissed for a half a minute, and then she sighed when her lips pulled away from mine.

  “It really is too bad that you have to die,” she whispered. “I wouldn’t mind doing that with you a few more times. You are much more talented than my last two mates.”

  “Uhhh, what?” I asked as the ceiling stopped spinning suddenly.

  “I believe you heard me,” she whispered as her hands came down to grab my shoulders. “Our babies will need to feed.”

  “But wait,” I hissed as I tried to sit up. Her hands held
me down though, and it suddenly seemed like she had superhuman strength. “You said you wouldn’t kill me.” I pushed the heels of my bare feet against the mat we’d laid out in the hut, but it slid away when I tried to push myself up.

  It felt like each of my shoulders was supporting four hundred pounds, and I realized that Trel’s legs were giving her the leverage to keep me pinned.

  “I lied.” Trel’s face pouted a bit. “You filled my womb with plenty of your seed. I am confident I’ll bear children. Don’t fight this Victor. It will just hurt more. My bite will numb you pleasantly. Just let the memories of our love making carry you into the darkness. You really were excellent.”

  “No!” I tried to shout, but her left hand grabbed me by the throat and my words were cut off suddenly.

  I tried to kick or lift my hips up, but her legs were too far away to each side, and her naked human body was a vertical line hanging right above me. There was nothing for me to kick, or push, or leverage against. There was only the incredible strength of her arms pinning my throat and shoulder.

  Trel smiled at me, and the twin vampire fangs extended another six inches out of her mouth.

  “Ahhhhcckkk!” I gasped through her grip on my throat as I tried to wiggle free.

  “Shhh,” she whispered as her mouth dropped toward my throat. “Don’t fight my love. I am so proud of you. I will sing your praises to our children. They will never forget you.”

  I couldn’t breathe. I couldn’t think. I couldn’t help myself. Trel was going to kill me after an afternoon of mind-blowing sex.

  The crazy thing was, I almost thought it was worth it.

  “Just relax, Victor.” Her wet tongue drifted across the side of my throat and trailed up to my earlobe. Her tongue slipped into my ear and I fought against a moan of pleasure. Holy shit. Trel was about to murder me, but she was still turning me on.

  Fuck it. I should have known this was how I’d go out. Tricked by some beautiful woman. My life flashed before my eyes, and I felt an incredible sense of sadness that I hadn’t done more with my existence.